I took screencaps, a few frames from Pushing Daisies (I stylized these a bit) Episode 6: Bitches. These illustrate a couple of reasons why I love the show.
Though he could animate the dead, Young Ned could only reanimate the inanimate with his imagination. On this lonely night he tried to recreate his past life, but he'd lost his ability to dream and found even his imagination failed him.
Though he could animate the dead, Young Ned could only reanimate the inanimate with his imagination. On this lonely night he tried to recreate his past life, but he'd lost his ability to dream and found even his imagination failed him.
Still he wore hope on his head.
What Young Ned didn't know was at that very moment the girl he called Chuck was wearing hope on hers. They were together even if they were far apart.
The New Yorker doesn't seem to be optimistic about the show's prospects for longevity, stating that "“Pushing Daisies” probably shouldn’t last longer than a season; fairy tales aren’t supposed to go on forever. It will then take its place proudly beside other worthy efforts that lived fast, died young, and left behind a beautiful DVD." Part of me wishes it doesn't end so soon, but at the same time I'm worried about whether they'll be able to keep up the same quality. *cough Heroes cough*
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